Just the Friend

-DYLANS POV-
“What was that all about?” Louis asks as I catch up to him.
“Nothing.” I lie and put on a fake smile. I know he could tell I was lying but I didn’t want to talk about it and he knew that.
“So are you excited to see us perform?” Liam turns his head as he walks a step ahead of me.
“This is going to sound pretty awful but I have only listened to like one of your songs.” I cringe inwardly as an embarrassing blush creeps to my cheeks. Niall jokingly scoffs as the boys all chuckle.
“That’s my girl!” Louis slings his arm around me and brings me into a head lock.
“I will bite you!” I warn. “She will do it mate.” Michael laughs at me and I send him a glare.
“You might not want to do that darlin,” Louis smirks.
“And why is that?” I raise my eye brows.
“Because I might like it.” He releases my head and sends me a flirty wink as the others groan and pretend to gag.
I giggle at his silliness and take a step forward so I could talk to Zayn.
“Hey do want to come with me tomorrow? I think I saw a tattoo shop in town and I know we are here until tomorrow night.” He gasps and looks at me with wide eyes but before he could answer I was tugged back into a hard chest by my waist.
“Louis William Tomlinson let me go!” I whine and try to escape from his grabby hands.
“Never!” He wraps his strong arms around my torso. The other boys were still in conversations with each other and didn’t notice us stop. I grab his long finger and raise it up to my face before biting it. He shrieks and takes a step back as I laugh.
“You are going to get it now missy!” Louis points at me sternly and lunges for me but I duck and sprint the way the boys were headed, squealing in the process.

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The show was amazing. I sang along to every word of the 5SOS set and danced around during the One Direction one. Watching the 5 seconds of summer set was actually a lot more difficult than I thought it would be. I mean of course they had bright smiles plastered on their faces, but I could see right through a certain drummer’s face to know that he was absolutely miserable.


I couldn’t bear looking at him. Maybe he was telling the truth when he said that he was just extremely angry and it slipped. I was going to talk to him right after his set but he went straight for the dressing rooms. I made a mental note to speak to him before my date with Tommo.
Speaking of the boy, he sprints off the stage and makes a beeline for where I was standing with his arms wide open. “Stop right there mister!” I hold my hands up and he pouts.
“I am not touching you until you shower.” I giggle as his pout goes to an extreme.
“But whyyyyyy?” He whines and stomps his foot. Idiot.
“Because you are sweaty and gross.” I laugh as I hand him a fluffy towel to wipe his face. He sticks his tongue out at me.
“Okay I will make you a deal,” His eyebrows raise in amusement. “If you keep your hands to yourself now, then you won’t have to later.” I smirk and seductively wet my lips with my tongue.
He obviously got what I was implying because he bit his lip and tipped his head back as if he was trying to control himself. “Now I have to go talk to Ash, and you will be picking me up at….?”
“7:30,” He finished for me. I nodded, blew his a kiss, and walked towards the dressing room swaying my hips a little bit in the process. I heard him mumble, “Jesus Christ,” quietly and I grinned to myself.
Oh I got myself a keeper.
When I get to the dressing rooms, I hear soft mumbles through the door. I was pretty sure it was Ashton and Lou but I couldn’t quite catch what they were saying.
“You need to tell her! Ash the best time is now before they get too serious.” I hear scolding. Who are they talking about? “I know, I know but what if she doesn’t feel the same way?” I could tell by the tone of his voice that he was very stressed and he most likely just ran a hand through his long hair. His hair is too long; he needs a haircut. No! His long hair is extremely sexy! Woah what was that? Scratch that comment out please!
Stop getting off topic Dylan! Awh! He likes someone and is too afraid to ask her out! No wonder he has been on edge lately! It’s just sexual frustration! I giggle to myself and turn the doorknob after getting bored of straining my ears trying to hear the quiet conversation through the wood.
“Oh hey Dylan!” Lou coughs and Ashton springs up from the couch. I raise my eyes a little in confusion. Why is he so jumpy?
“Hey Lou do you think I could have a minute with Ash?” I ask her politely and she says of course before prancing out of the room and closing the door behind her. Ashton sighs and plops onto the couch before making his abnormally large hands cover his face.
“I am such a dick.” He mumbles. I huff and sit next to him on the couch.
“You aren’t a dick Ashton. You are just acting like one. A giant one to be exact.” I look at my fingers.
“I know. I am so sorry Angel.” I avoid his gaze as I know he is boring his stare into the side of my face.
“Out of all of the things you could’ve called me why did you pick that? You know what happened, Ashton. I don’t understand how you of all people could say that to me.” I sniffle not realizing I had tears streaming down my cheeks until now.
“Angel listen to me,” He grabs my hands from my lap and tugs a little so my body was facing him. “I was so angry. I was not thinking when I said that. You are nothing like a slut, Dylan. You are the most important person in my life and I can’t believe I risked everything just because I was an asshole! I get it if you are still mad at me but I just wanted you to know how completely sorry I am and I will just keep apologizing until you forgive me. If I have to say sorry until I am 89 and old and wrinkly I won’t hesitate to do so. You are my bestest friend in the entire world Angel. I’m so so so so so so so sor-,” I cut him off by wrapping my arms around his neck and squeezing him tightly.
It took him a second to realize what was happening before he hugged back. Ashton nuzzled his head into my hair and I took in his scent. He smelled so good! Almost like vanilla!
That was weird wasn’t it?
Oh well.

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“Ryan stop being a meanie and help me!” I pout at my computer screen.
“Why the hell did you call me for fashion advice when you are about to go out on a date with a dude?! I don’t know anything about this shit!” My older brother laughs at me and I huff.
“Fine, fine. Let’s talk about you! How’s Emmy?” Emmy was my brother’s long-time girlfriend. They have been together since they were juniors in High School and now they are sophomores in college. So that’s three whole years! We treat Emmy as if she were already part of the family because we have no doubt that they will get married one day.
She is one year younger than my brother. Emmy has long brown hair and bright green eyes. She has the body of a model and legs for days. The best thing about her, other than her goofy personality, is that she has no idea how beautiful she is. She is the most selfless person I have ever met in my entire life.
“She is doing great! She told me to tell you that she misses you and your Disney days.” Ah Disney days with Emmy was always a blast. We would deck out in Disney gear and spend all day on the couch watching Disney movie after Disney movie and stuffing our face with junk.
“Awh I miss her too.” I pretend to start to cry.
“So who is this bastard you are going on a date with Dyl?” I roll my eyes. He is always too overprotective of me.
“Not you too! He is not a bastard and his name is Louis Tomlinson. He is a sweet a caring person that never fails to make me laugh. In all honesty he is a lot like you.” I confess and he scoffs.
“If he is like me he is a bastard. Plus what do you mean ‘not you too’?” My brother turns his head sideways a little in confusion.
“Ashton is so mad that I am dating him and I have no idea why! I mean has always been protective of me but now he is just so angry all the time!” I explain and Ryan pinches the bridge of his nose as I continue. “We fight all of the time and we have never fought like we have recently before.” I let out a breath.
“Well has the thought that he is jealous cross over your mind.” Ryan looks at me with his eye brows raised.
“No way. Why would he be jealous? I overheard hi and Lou talking about some girl that he liks that he is too afraid to ask out because he is afraid that she doesn’t feel the same way. I didn’t catch her name but I think I have figured out why he has been so tense lately!”
“What do you think?” Ryan sighs.
“Sexual frustration!” I shriek with my arms open with the expression of ‘I am a genius’. Which I am. Ryan groans and covers his ears and mumbles something like I did not need to hear that. I giggle at his weirdness.
“Have you ever even thought about you two getting together?” He questions and I stare at him in complete shock. Did he really just say that? I mean of course I have. I can still remember us making out last year. Best make out session I have ever had.
“No.” I lied.
“Whatever Dyl Pickle, I gotta go. Unlike you it’s extremely late hear and I have classes at 9 tomorrow morning. I love you munchkin! Come back and visit sometime kay?”
“How about you come visit me for a change?” I giggle. “I love you too Ry. I will call you in a couple of days. Next time we chat have Emmy with you!” I press the end button on my skype screen.
I love my brother so much, no matter how much of an annoying pain in the ass he can be.
I go over to my closet and just grab random outfit considering I only had 45 more minutes until it would be time for Louis to pick me up. After slipping on my orange lace bandeau top, I tug a cute flowery skirt up onto my hips and shove a leather jacket upon my shoulders. I tie my green keds and take a look at myself in the floor length mirror. I looked decent.
I let my hair curl loosely and apply natural looking makeup. I was adding the finishing touches to my lips when there was a knock at my door. On my way to the door I check the clock and see that it is exactly 7:30.
Her Outfit!
“Wow! You look stunning!” Luke says from the couch. I blush a little as Michael and Calum agree. Ashton was at a meeting with a songwriter or something so he wasn’t here.
I open the door and see Louis standing there with a single rose in his hand. He was dressed in a Killers t-shirt with a black blazer over it. His legs were clad in dark skinnies and he had vans on his feet. His hair was shaggily brushed to one side of his forehead and he had a deep grin plastered on his face.
“You look absolutely gorgeous.” Lou says as I take the rose from him. I feel the heat rising to my cheeks. God I can never understand how he can make me blush so easily.
“You ready to go, love?” He asks and I nod not being able to speak. He looked so sexy.
“Use protection!” I hear someone shout before I close the door and I laugh.
“So where are you taking me mister Tomlinson?” I bite my lip as I look him up and down again.
“Don’t think that just because you look so fit and I want to rip your clothes off of you that you will ruin this surprise!” He sassily remarks. Stop blushing dammit!
I have a feeling this is going to be the best date I have ever had.

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